book.
She flicked to the index and searched the listings.
“There are quite a few pearl farms listed, did you have any in mind?”
“Surprise me.”
His ambiguous answer surprised Jasmine, but she went through the book and picked out which ones she thought would suit Lukas’s needs. As they travelled from pearl farm to pearl farm, Jasmine was surprised at how well they worked together. She knew she had impressed Lukas, not only with the questions she’d asked the owners, but the way she’d taken notes on all the organisations once they’d left and were en-route to the next one.
“Shall we have some lunch?” Lukas asked as they departed the last farm.
She glanced at her watch and was surprised to see how much time had passed. Her stomach grumbled in protest as if it had just realised breakfast was a long time ago.
“Sounds like a great idea. Why don’t we go back to the second farm, they had a restaurant there. Also there are some other things I’d like to look at again.”
“Okay back to Fierro’s it is.” He started the car and maneuvered his way out of the car park. “What is it about Fierro’s that makes you want to check them out again? I thought they ran a tight organisation.”
Jasmine flicked through her notes until she came across the relevant ones pertaining to Fierro’s. Out of all the farms they’d seen, this one seemed the most suited to Lukas’s needs.
“They were very professional and well presented. Their staff was extremely knowledgeable about the area and how the owners farmed the oysters.” She looked down her list. “Plus they also had a first class restaurant and gift shop. I think they’d fit your mould of a business you’d want to be associated with.”
Luciano kept his focus on the road not wanting Jasmine to see just how her insight was affecting him. At each business they’d visited she’d asked intelligent, leading questions which enabled them to glean more information from the staff than the average person would’ve obtained. She also managed to ask them in a way that the staff took her as a tourist not a businesswoman checking out the organisation and their work practices.
He, too, had been impressed with Fierro’s and thought that that particular farm could be the one to supply his hotels.
“We didn’t get a chance to look at the gift store. The tour of the farm took longer than I thought it would.” He flicked his gaze in the mirror and indicated to his right. “But out of all the farms we visited they were the only ones that had an agreement with the big diamond companies.”
“Yes, that’s another reason I’d like to visit them again. I only gave the jewellery a cursory glance as we passed, but what I glimpsed was enough to make me want to break out the credit card. I think an agreement with Fierro’s would be a good move for the hotels.”
“I agree.”
He concentrated on the road and recalled the last time they had been in such total harmony. Since he’d turned up in her life again he’d been avoiding thinking about the last time they’d been together. But he could avoid it no longer.
Finally, after weeks of secretly seeing each other, he had persuaded Jasmine to accompany him on a business trip. He hadn’t had to resort to blackmail back then, she’d been willing to go anywhere with him.
Luciano tried to stop himself from thinking anymore. He didn’t want to remember their whirlwind island wedding, but he’d brushed it aside for so long that maybe it would be cathartic to remember and then let it go.
For a brief time Luciano had thought he’d found happiness. He should’ve known it was too good to be true. From the moment he first saw Jasmine he knew she would be dangerous to his emotions. He tried to fight them, tried to ignore them but her lure had been too strong. When he’d slid the specially designed engagement and wedding rings on her finger he’d thought for once his instincts had been wrong, and he’d found his soul
She flicked to the index and searched the listings.
“There are quite a few pearl farms listed, did you have any in mind?”
“Surprise me.”
His ambiguous answer surprised Jasmine, but she went through the book and picked out which ones she thought would suit Lukas’s needs. As they travelled from pearl farm to pearl farm, Jasmine was surprised at how well they worked together. She knew she had impressed Lukas, not only with the questions she’d asked the owners, but the way she’d taken notes on all the organisations once they’d left and were en-route to the next one.
“Shall we have some lunch?” Lukas asked as they departed the last farm.
She glanced at her watch and was surprised to see how much time had passed. Her stomach grumbled in protest as if it had just realised breakfast was a long time ago.
“Sounds like a great idea. Why don’t we go back to the second farm, they had a restaurant there. Also there are some other things I’d like to look at again.”
“Okay back to Fierro’s it is.” He started the car and maneuvered his way out of the car park. “What is it about Fierro’s that makes you want to check them out again? I thought they ran a tight organisation.”
Jasmine flicked through her notes until she came across the relevant ones pertaining to Fierro’s. Out of all the farms they’d seen, this one seemed the most suited to Lukas’s needs.
“They were very professional and well presented. Their staff was extremely knowledgeable about the area and how the owners farmed the oysters.” She looked down her list. “Plus they also had a first class restaurant and gift shop. I think they’d fit your mould of a business you’d want to be associated with.”
Luciano kept his focus on the road not wanting Jasmine to see just how her insight was affecting him. At each business they’d visited she’d asked intelligent, leading questions which enabled them to glean more information from the staff than the average person would’ve obtained. She also managed to ask them in a way that the staff took her as a tourist not a businesswoman checking out the organisation and their work practices.
He, too, had been impressed with Fierro’s and thought that that particular farm could be the one to supply his hotels.
“We didn’t get a chance to look at the gift store. The tour of the farm took longer than I thought it would.” He flicked his gaze in the mirror and indicated to his right. “But out of all the farms we visited they were the only ones that had an agreement with the big diamond companies.”
“Yes, that’s another reason I’d like to visit them again. I only gave the jewellery a cursory glance as we passed, but what I glimpsed was enough to make me want to break out the credit card. I think an agreement with Fierro’s would be a good move for the hotels.”
“I agree.”
He concentrated on the road and recalled the last time they had been in such total harmony. Since he’d turned up in her life again he’d been avoiding thinking about the last time they’d been together. But he could avoid it no longer.
Finally, after weeks of secretly seeing each other, he had persuaded Jasmine to accompany him on a business trip. He hadn’t had to resort to blackmail back then, she’d been willing to go anywhere with him.
Luciano tried to stop himself from thinking anymore. He didn’t want to remember their whirlwind island wedding, but he’d brushed it aside for so long that maybe it would be cathartic to remember and then let it go.
For a brief time Luciano had thought he’d found happiness. He should’ve known it was too good to be true. From the moment he first saw Jasmine he knew she would be dangerous to his emotions. He tried to fight them, tried to ignore them but her lure had been too strong. When he’d slid the specially designed engagement and wedding rings on her finger he’d thought for once his instincts had been wrong, and he’d found his soul
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